Stand On Business lyrics

[Verse 1]
Uh, damn I miss my granny
So I pour up a whole pint so I can sip in fashion
I had Grandaddy on my ass when I would skip classes
So I start clearing on pounds I carry big baggage
I hope they b*tch ass stand on business wearing all Louie
I keep on trappin' movin' the caine until it's all Gucci
I think this b*tch learned something now she a law student
Out to eat they bringin bottle service [?]
But I ain't worried bout it cuz life good the dog movin
Dog think he sick but I don't even care at all I had dog shoot em
b*tch off the fet but she don't even care at all cuz she a dog shooter
Hit the bank and I leave with a hundred largе cuz I'm a fraud doer
b*tch walked up I told her jump in thе car I wanna talk to her
She ask me to go through my phone while seeing only dog users
She keep tellin me her n*gga broke her heart like I gotta cure
All I got is some di*k for you I'm in prada fur
I might f*ck her then I'm gone but like I'm outta there
Keep life goin', I'll never give my love to you b*tches cuz they like hoein'
I can never close my eyes in the trenches they was wide open
If this one n*gga will not catch me he go die slowly
Huh, I got my eyes on em'
He tryna kill about a b*tch and do life for it
I guess the pus*y must be good the n*gga died for it
I guess his birthday comin' up he ain't alive for it
Huh yea, and one thing about this street sh*t
It ain't no turnin' back the second you feel deep in
If you really getting pape then wash your hands this big [?]
And them hoes will get you killed you wind up dead for trustin street b*tches
And I can get it on my own I'on need n*ggas
I'll never leave the Glock I took a pee wit it
Right now I'm grippin' on her thighs you know I mean business
I told her look me in my eyes a real street n*gga
You be always gettin' hoed a real week n*gga
Might leave the crib and catch a body and spend the week chillin'
I might hit a thousand pints and spend the week sealin'
I'm the worst n*gga you could meet cuz I'm a street villain